Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1887-06-22
Wound Up and Must Go.

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curious thing heard when l was in
New York"
Everybody becomes quiet to hear
Mrs. Wobble's story.
She continues-"No, .twasn't in
New York, either-yes it was-no-
but it must have been; it was the
time | bought my black grenadine,
father turning to, her lord and mas
ter.
ut was in Philadelphy you bought
your granydine, Maria"
."Oh, la yes; where was II Oh |!
as was saying, when l was in Phila-
delphia-but it does seem as though
it was in New York-when l was in
Philadelphia in--in-strange, l can't
remember when it was Father,
what year was it we were in Philadel-
phia p
Somewhat in the sos, Maria, sc
l believe"
"Are you sure it was in Sc, father ?
Seems though it wasn't so long ago
as that. Dear me sus how time
does fly! However, it doesn't make
any difference when it was. Let's call
it '56, though still think it wasn't
so far back as that. Well, as l was
saying, when we were in Philadelphia
if it was Philadelphia-in 1856
can it be possible /! heard very
curious story. 1t was about Mr..
Whatshisname-I never could remem-
ber names, but you know him, father.
The man with the red face and gray
beard-no 'twasn't him-the man with
the red face and gray beard was the
man we met at Huldas. Couldn't
have been him. Why, father, you
ought to remember. Twas the man
who lived down on-dear me what is
the name of that street,"
"Never mind the mans name, moth
er; give us the story"
"Of course it's nothing to do with
the story; but il makes me SO mad
that 1 can't remember nothing. Now
there's your sister Sarah, father; what
memory that woman has She al
ways has day and date right at her
tongues end, and you once give her a
persons name, and she'll never forget
it to her diving day. But mel 1t
puts me all out of patience. When /
go to tell anything, can't remember
the first thing"
"But the story, mother ?"
"Oh, yes it was about this man
mercy sakes why can't remember
what his name is? However, it's no
use. Well, very funny thing hap
pened to him in India. | believe-no
twas China-oh, yes-no, it was in
Italy, because it had something to do
with the bandits. But it couldn't
have been in Italy, either; for you
remember, father, that it had some
thing about tigers in it, and there amt
any tigers in Italy-leastwise l never
heard of any there. So it couldn't
have been in Italy. But, where was
it, father? You ought to remember" !"
Father is unable to throw aA light
on the subject.
"How vexatious it is to be sure,
that / cant remember such little
thing as that. Well, wherever it was
the thing am going to tell you about
happened. One day, when he was
travelling alone-no, there must have
been somebody with him, because he
told me what he said to somebody or
other, and of course he couldn't have
said something to somebody if some
body hadn't been there to hear it.
And yet he must have been alone.
At all events he was traveling-oh +!
/ have it now no-I wish could re-
member his name Sounds some
thing like Hickory but of course
that wasn't it,"
perhaps it was Shadbard," ven-
lures "father" facetiously.
"What do you want to Illustrate me
with your nonsense for, father? /
declare you've put me all out, and /
can't remember for the life of me what
it was that happened to him. But /
know it was something awfully fun
n.y."
Father" has no doubt of it, and
breathes prayer of thankfulness to
know that Maria has run down at